Pretty Girls

You say that I'm your favorite

With your hand between my thighs

Tell me if you were gonna

That I would be the one you tried

So you inch a little closer

Say your boyfriend, he wouldn't mind

You think that I'd be flattered

It's pathetic 'cause you're right

In the p.m., all the pretty girls

They have a couple drinks, all the pretty girls

So now they wanna kiss all the pretty girls

They got to have a taste of a pretty girl

In the a.m., all the pretty girls

Act like it never happenеd in another world

Yeah, it's a blessing and it's a cursе

So keep on pretending, pretty girl

All the pretty girls

This conversation's classic (classic)

I can predict this shit, line by line

I like a straight jacket

But it feels like it's a little tight

Yeah, your boyfriend's cute

Oh shit, yeah, he can come too

You'll be his in the morning anyway

In the p.m., all the pretty girls

They have a couple drinks, all the pretty girls

So now they wanna kiss all the pretty girls

They got to have a taste of a pretty girl

In the a.m., all the pretty girls

Act like it never happened in another world

Yeah, it's a blessing and it's a curse

So keep on pretending, pretty girl (ah)

All the pretty girls (ah)

All the pretty girls (ah-ah)

It's a blessing and it's a curse

So keep on pretending, pretty girl

All the pretty girls (pretending, keep on pretending)

(Yeah, that bitch is gay)

On pretending, pretty girl

Keep on pretending, pretty girl, girl, girl

Keep on pretending, pretty, pretty

Keep on pretending, pretty girl

All the pretty girls

Keep on pretending, pretty girl

Act like it never happened in another world

Keep, keep on pretending, pretty girl